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Saturday, March 22, 2008

The Kingdom of Alexandria is a small principality located on the southern coasts of the western realm of Sigmar. In the Empire this southern coastal region is known collectivelly as the Border Princes or the Southern Kingdoms. These lands are frequently raided by barbarians, orcs and companies of adventurers. Although too small to present any real threat to any of the great realms of Aeyr the kinglings of the Southern Kingdoms keep and maintain their own armies.

Today my son and I fought this battle using our home mod for Mighty Armies. James' had the barbarian horde and I commanded the Alexandria's Army with the august King Alexander at the center of the line with his chief mage Achem. Alexander wasted no time and as soon as the raiders were in sight he ordered his 2 cavalry groups to head round the enemy and attack their shamans from the rear or flanks. He then ordered the bulk of his battleforce to march forward and form ranks to prepare for the inevitable onslaught.

As the Alexandrian cavalry approached the barbarian shaman on the enemy's right flank began to weave a spell as he traced symbols in the air with his crooked and notched wooden staff. The air cracked and the sky thundered as a bolt of lightening shot out from the shamans staff and disintegrated the hapless cavalry troopers on contact. The shaman on the left flank attempted the same but Sigmar be praised the shot disappated in the air. Alexander ordered his heavy ballista to fire on the barbarians lines and the crew responded by unleashing hell on the right flank shaman sending him to the nether reaches.

For the rest of the battle the surviving barbarian shaman's power was kept in check by the Alexandrian wizard, Achem. His magical weaves of protection kept the army safe from the effects of the shamanistic magic.

Finally the main groups of the two armies met in close combat with shield on shield and pitched screams of savage fury. Both sides pushed each other to and fro but slowly the Alexandrian Army windled down the savage barbarians. Realizing his great host had either fled or been killed the barbarian chieftan turned with his guards and ran from the borders of Alexandria.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

The forest was heavy with the scent of pine. There was an electric tingle to the air. Warmaster Erinduil Oakenshield stood in the center of his small detachment, his standard slightly furling in the breeze next to him. Erinduil had been sent to destroy the barbarian invaders from the east. The barbarians had come without warning attacking small elven farms and villages. As he peered from the edge of the forest looking out at the burning farm in front of him he saw the alarm in the barbarians as they gathered into several mobs to confront his army. Erinduil ordered his trumpeter to sound the advance and his small army moved out of the trees onto the still smoldering farmland. The barbarians all grew silent as one of the mighty trees of the forest seemed to come alive and walk out from the forest in line with the elven army. Erinduil ordered his small unit of cavalry to advance around the edge of the farm to cover the left flank while the great white elven chariot crew did the same on the right. Erinduil and his spearmen and archers grouped in the center with the mighty Ent just a few paces from their left. The barbairan chieftan was plainly visible with all his trappings about him. The two barbarian shaman spellcasters were easily spotted as well. Soon the air was filled with the acrid taste of magic as the two shamans began to weave their spells and lightening danced forth from their staffs only to dance around above the heads of the elven line.The barbarian chief ordered the two shamans and their mobs forward to attack Erinduil's center. As they approached Erinduil and his archers rained death down on them with their great Elven Longbows. As the first shaman mob charged the great Ent; Erinduil's cavalry hit them in the flank. The chariot team did the same to the second shaman mob as it charged at Erinduil in the center. Amidst the clash of weapons, and screams of men and horses the battle raged for a while and then the mighty forrest walker came crashing down. This seemed to give the barbarian raiders hope but it gave a grim determination to the elves to see this ancient creature, the Ent, fall. With a shout of war Erinduil led his elves in a renewed attack upon the barbarians. Just as the barbarian chief had been encouraged at the fall of the ent to advance, he just as quickly stopped and turned to flee when he saw his two shamans cut down in a hail of arrows. It seemed that with both their shamans dead and the mobs that protected them lying in bloody meaty heaps on the ground; what barbarians remained fled with their chief back to their wasted lands in the shadowy east.

My son and I fought this battle in 15mm using the Mighty Armies rulebook. The rules provided a quick and fun game. There was a little more to the battle than what I wrote above, for instance the chariot crew and Ent were my elves only casulties.

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A toy soldier collector & wargamer from the Ozarks of Northwest Arkansas. Like many others I started the hobby with DBA/HOTT and moved on to games like Warhammer & 40K. Today my favorite games are 5Core, Memoir ’44, One Hour Wargames & Frostgrave. There are many periods that draw my interest; with the big three being fantasy, the second world war and late 19th century warfare. However I do dabble in many others as well, from the bronze age to galactic sci-fi in scales ranging from 1/600 to 54mm.